a screenshot gallery...
Anexxia, contemplating the dark loveliness of the Doomsday altar, after vanquishing those pesky cultists.
It all started with being asked to put on a garish cultist robe and run around wearing an undecipherable sandwich board. I decided "What the heck?" and gave it a go.
Thus having demonstrated my affinity for sniffing out cultists, I set to work rounding them up throughout the shadowy reaches of the city.
Then the real fun began -- I got to disrupt a number of cultist summoning rituals, which greatly displeased them. It was easy to sneak up upon them. IN my shadowy state they naturally assumed I was one of them.
Ah, my shadowy brethren, alas, I am not here to assist you in your evil plot. I am here to send you off into the Twisting Nether and to claim this shadowy altar in the name of all shadow priests. Mwahahahaha!